Complacent

Written at 4:00 a.m in a caffeine-induced frenzy.

Tell-tale signs of obvious indecisions,
faltering to a halt.
Ever so your mind races
ahead
to the future.
While rehearsed remorse gives life to hesitations, your every look passes beyond me.
Yet here you are now.
Thinking of where to go but reluctant to move.
A coward's confidence in thinking there's nothing to prove.